Katherine was seated by her usual table in the cozy little coffee shop not far from the Taxon hotel, a large ceramic cup of fresh latte by her elbow. She chuckled to herself before addressing the tablet lying on the tabletop, the low sound suffused with amusement
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No Katherine, though.
They'd left it too late to have their party. Now she'd have to have one on her own, in honour of another lost friend.
It was cold.
Winter was coming.
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"Everyone see that?" Glitch asked, a sort of panic tinging his voice. "Did...that has never happened before, we've never seen someone disappear before."
He'd remember that, he knew would've.
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"That--that doesn't happen normally?" There's a slightly deflated tone. Sure, Katherine's kind of a bitch--okay she is a bitch--but just disappearing wigs him out. Reminds him of the tap-tap-tap dracs in Battery City, and then you just disappear. No one deserved that, even a haughty jerk.
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To use some sort of killjoyism.
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Especially if he just used the words of the wastes. Properly, too.
If Glitch had actually known Party a little better, he would realize that despite the pokerface Party's heart was racing and his mind was trying to work overtime. Instead, he's met with a set jaw and an odd, unreadable expression.
"This ain't milkshake," He says bluntly. "You have any--any records? Or they'll come back? Just...going?" Was he even making sense?
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